Endless Debt

"Blue jay... blue jay... blue jay..."

Palmer seemed to be in a daze and kept whispering the name. His eyes swept back and forth among the crowd, examining the unfamiliar faces.

Duva and Jeffrey followed Palmer, wondering what was wrong with him.

"Is he a blood feud of your Clerks family?" Jeffrey's voice rang directly in Palmer's mind, "Are you taking it so seriously?"

Palmer used the whistle to respond, "No, no, no, this has nothing to do with the Clarks."

How could it be related to the Clerks family? This was just closely related to Palmer's interests and hobbies.

If Jeffrey knew that he was suddenly so interested in seeing his favorite author in person, Jeffrey would definitely put a gun to the back of his head.

Palmer coughed twice and said seriously, "The last person to see Nolen was a blue jay. As long as we find him, we can find clues about Nolen."

“Do you know what a blue jay looks like?”

Jeffrey looked around. He felt that the current search of several people was meaningless.

"I don't know," Palmer shook his head. "No idea at all."

As a reader of Blue Jay, Palmer is very aware of how mysterious Blue Jay is. He is a complete fog. Apart from his works, no information has been revealed to the outside world. Because he has not published a book for a long time, many people even Think the blue jay has passed away.

"But didn't those people say that?" Palmer then used the whistle to say, "The blue jay looks older, wearing a heavy coat, and dressed like a traveler."

His eyes swept over the men and women around him. Everyone was dressed gorgeously, trying their best to show off their wealth and power.

"If the blue jay hadn't changed his clothes, he would have looked very conspicuous."

Palmer laughed as he spoke. Everyone tried their best to appear at the banquet with the most perfect appearance and attract everyone's attention. However, they never thought that in this endless luxury, being ordinary would seem rare. It is valuable and can attract the attention of others.

Jeffrey said, "Could he have left the banquet hall?"

"It's possible." Palmer had already looked around and found nothing. "This Paradise is too big. Should we search separately?"

Regarding Palmer's proposal, Jeffrey shook his head and rejected, "The current situation is unclear, it is best for us to be together."

Jeffrey knew that the reason was not that the situation was unclear at all, but that he could not trust Palmer.

It must be admitted that Palmer is indeed a highly qualified field clerk, but because of his character and gifts, it is difficult for Jeffrey to completely trust this guy. It seems that if he cannot take care of him at a glance, he will stab him. The basket comes out.

If it were Bologg who was beside him now, Jeffrey would definitely agree with this proposal.

Duva looked at the two people in confusion. The conversation between Jeffrey and Palmer relied entirely on the whistle, leaving Duva aside. He could not understand the eye contact between the two and the nods from time to time. .

The two suddenly stopped, and Jeffrey and Palmer turned back to look at Dua.

"Dua, you..."

Palmer stretched out his hand and put it on Dua's shoulder. Dua swallowed. He felt a little nervous. You know, it is not easy for the field staff of the Order Bureau to get along.

Duva was thinking about Boluogo at this moment. Although that guy gave people a cold and depressing feeling, after chatting with Boluogo, Duva felt that Boluogo was actually quite good. At least they were dealing with him. For King Solomon's part, the goal was agreed upon.

"damn it……"

Du Wa complained in his heart that this action was too sudden. There were only a few hours between when he received the news and when he set off. When he got on the train, Du Wa realized that he had no self-defense with him.

Dua's fanatical thirst for knowledge even made him forget the danger he was about to face.

Dua asked tremblingly, "What are you going to do?"

"Those eyes of yours...should be able to see through a lot of things, right?" Palmer asked curiously, "Like perspective?"

Dua felt that things were about to get worse, "It's barely okay, what's wrong?"

"You must have felt it, right? There is a layer of virtual space covering this ship. Maybe you can help us..."

Palmer hugged Dewar's neck, acting like a close brother, but in fact they had only known each other for a few days.

Du Wa thought for a few seconds, and then he nodded firmly when he thought of the original thing he longed for. The group immediately retreated to the edge of the banquet hall, trying Du Wa's secret power first to avoid any mistakes.

Outside, it was raining heavily and the wind was howling. Several people couldn't help but bundle up in their clothes. Duva took a deep breath and rubbed his eyes vigorously. For so many years, he has been using secret energy as a scholar, but now he wants to go there as an intruder. Unleash the power.

A heavy halo appeared in Duva's eyes, and the structure of the ship's hull began to be analyzed and broken. Soon, he could glimpse the realm woven by ether under the layers of matter.

Just as they thought, the virtual domain covered the Paradise, dividing it into different areas and blocking the prying eyes of others.

Du Wa wanted to carefully observe the virtual realm on the Paradise, but suddenly another more shining light point broke into his eyes. The light point moved very fast. It entered the banquet hall, and then the light became stronger. stand up.

Du Wa was stunned, and past experiences suddenly emerged in his mind, constantly warning him, but he was a scholar after all, and his slow body had no time to react.

Fortunately, Dewar has professionals by his side.

Palmer immediately threw Dua down, and when Jeffrey felt the ether reaction rising, his pupils burned, and the powerful ether filled his body.

The roaring explosions rang in the ears, the melodious string music on the dance floor stopped abruptly, and the heat wave poured into the cabin like a tide, hitting everything in its path.

The thickened glass windows were full of cracks and then completely shattered. Ice-cold wind and rain poured into the room. High temperature and extreme cold intertwined, and screams could be heard endlessly.

When the fireworks and the impact dissipated, the people who were laughing and laughing turned into charred corpses, lining up everywhere in the banquet hall. The huge crystal chandelier swayed, and then collapsed, falling to pieces among the corpses. The broken crystals were like shrapnel, shooting around.

The participants of this banquet were only a small number of Sublime Submersers, and the rest were ordinary people. This sudden explosion took away most of the lives. Even the Sublime Sublimeers, if they were at a lower stage, were severely affected. Minor trauma, some even died tragically on the spot.

Dewar felt like the world was spinning, and his ears were filled with the reverberations of the explosion. He painfully tried to get up from the ground, but was held down by Palmer.

Before Dua could figure out the situation, more explosions rang out, turning every area into a sea of ​​ruins and fire. The guards had no time to resist. The fire swallowed them up, and they gathered together and ran rampant in the corridor.

All areas on the Paradise that were not protected by the virtual realm were blasted, and the entire cruise ship was engulfed in flames in an instant.

The man's figure gradually emerged from the rain and fog on the dock. He looked as usual, holding the long knife without a guard in his hand.

A corner of the Paradise was blown down, and a large amount of sea water poured into it, so that the Paradise began to tilt slightly to one side.

Hult stared at the cruise ship without saying a word, lit another cigarette for himself, swallowed hard, and felt all the real sensations coming from his body.

"You know what to do."

Helt said softly, and then shadowy figures emerged from the rain and fog behind him. The crowd surrounded the pier, everyone holding weapons and a crazy smile on their faces.

After another explosion, the ladder fell from the gap in the side. Without Hert's instructions, the crowd swarmed up and went up the narrow ladder, waving swords, guns and clubs.

Some guards who woke up picked up their firearms and shot at the enemies on the ship's ladder. Countless people fell into the roaring waves, and countless people climbed up the ship's ladder. It was like a siege battle in the old days. Hert It is a siegeman, and the Paradise is a lonely fortress on the sea.

Throwing the cigarette butt into the wind and rain, Hert was fed up with waiting. He picked up the long knife and strode forward.